Where it happened: My house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
i know i wasn’t alone in imagining my first time as perfect. You know- flowers and candles and romance. Thats not how it went down for me. i was 13 years old and lived in a trailer park. two trailers down was where Eric lived and i thought he was hella hot. he was in high school like a junior or senior and he had that bad boy thing going. he fixed my moms car once and thats how we met. i could tell by the way he looked at me that he liked me and i immediately started crushing on him. i would even walk past his house hoping to see him so he would talk to me. i knew he had a girlfriend but i didnt care because i thought i was in love with him.
anyways i was walking past his house and school was about to be out for the summer so he was having a party. his parents even let him have beer and hard alcohol even tho he was underage. as i was walking by i slowed down and looked over at the people who were in the yard smoking cigarettes and drinking like it was legal and i remember wishing i could be cool like them. i continued on because i didnt want to look like freak and i was in front of Erics neighbors trailer when i heard him call my name. my heart was in my throat as i turned and walked over to where he was standing by his car. he looked so cute with his thick brown hair and eyebrow ring. i walked up and shyly said hi. i glanced over at the people in the yard and i remember thinking that he might lose face by talking to me because i was younger and not popular but he didnt seem to care and asked me if i wanted to hang out with him and party.
i wasn’t about to turn him down and i was stoked about spending time with him. he led me inside where a bunch of people were hanging out drinking and talking. i was invisible to them as one by one they came up to Eric and told him what a cool party it was or they said some other lame kiss ass remark. He grabbed some beer from the fridge and told me to follow him. he led me to his room and shut the door. he said he wanted a quiet place to talk to me. i was swooning with puppy love at the suggestion of spending time with him alone and having him all to myself. he gave me a beer and we sat on his bed. he turned on some music that was drowned out by the ruckus of the party but i didnt care cause i was alone with him.
i drank four beers and i dont remember how many he had but i know it was more than me. he suddenly got serious and looked sad when he told me that he had broken up with his gf (i think her name was Laura). anyway i wanted to console him because he was sad but inside i was screaming with joy cause i had a chance to be his girlfriend. i sat closer to him and hugged him. he hugged me back and said something to the effect that he would be fine and then he began playing me like the naive girl i was. he told me that he had broken up with her because he really liked me and wanted to ask me out instead. i dont even have to tell you that i felt like my dreams had come true and i was so excited that i wasnt thinking straight and i was buzzed from the beer so my mind was fogged with false confidence and trust. he laid it on thick. he told me i was so pretty and that he fell in love with me when he first met me and blah blah blah.
well it worked and after like an hour and tons of making out he asked me to have sex with him. my mind was saying hell no and that it was to soon and i wanted my first time to be perfect. but my body was telling me that i really wanted to have sex. i justified my choice by telling myself that if i didnt he wouldnt like me anymore so i agreed.
the sex was short and unpleasurable. i was relieved when i saw that he had a little dick and it didnt hurt like some of my friends had described but he did it all wrong for me. he crawled on me without taking his pants off, he just pulled them down to his ankles. he wasnt rough but he wasnt soft either. i felt him go in me with a quick but sharp pain and then i laid there as he did his thing. he didnt even last five minutes lol! i didnt know he was cumming until he stopped moving and i felt him squirting. he didnt groan or grunt or anything he just stared at me and came. instantly my mind went to my mom and how pissed she would be if i got pregnant but i pushed it from my mind because Eric was getting dressed. i remember sitting up and feeling his sperm gush out and i tried to catch it so it wouldnt get on his bed. i wiped it on my sock and started getting dressed. Eric left without a word and returned to the party where he did a masterful job of pretending i didnt exist until i realized that he didnt like me and just told me all that stuff to get in my panties. i left and went home where i showered three times praying that i wasnt pregnant. i wasnt pregnant and he went to prison a couple years later where i like to think somebody popped his booty cherry with the same callus indiference as he did mine!
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